Back in the DayA Poem by NevilleBack in the Day He almost always never Thinks of her these days ... At least, not the way he always used to think of her back in the day ... All the time, that is Or, should I now say was ... But hey ... For some obscure reason and quite out of the blue He remembered how she liked her butter melted How she always ran her fingers through her hair And Get this ... How she always smelt, felt, looked and tasted But then, that was back in the day ………… © 2021 NevilleFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on June 20, 2021 Last Updated on June 20, 2021 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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